“Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. ” The detective thrust his notebook into his pocket. ‘Do you need an excuse?’ ‘Oh, you know what doctors are. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. " Spurlock, who was absorbing this talk thirstily, laughed. Took and ran away when she got herself with child. And you know all about that shot. Just speak the word," he added, drawing the knife significantly across his throat, "and I'll put it out of his power to do the same by your second.
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